My boots clicked under the hard pavement as I walked towards the cemetery. My adventurous heart had explored every part of this god-forsaken town, except the cemetery. It was said that anyone who enters, unless to grieve, will have disturbed the spirits and will disengage from the Earth, falling into Hell. Upon approaching the entrance I rely on my flash light to guide u through any obstacles this cemetery might give. I enter the cemetery, observing it piece by piece. As I walk in further, my flashlight becomes dead; I hit it against my palm before giving up on it. I continue to journey through the cemetery when I feel the ground start to shake. My legs widen as I try to move my feet, but they stay as they are, immovable. The grounds shaking comes to an abrupt halt, I stand there shaking from top to bottom. I dare to move, instantly regretting it I plunge into the earth, never to see he light of day again.
